I used to have a station wagon. When my Grand Prix died, my parents passed that car down to me. Surprisingly, it was the most comfortable car I've driven. And I could drive all my friends around
I wouldn't drive a huge redneck truck, a Hummer, a Scion, an Element, or the worst-- a Pontiac Aztec. Those are just gross.
ETA: Someone on my best friend's street has a hearse. THe license plate? UR NEXT. Scary
